morty

life is spinning all around me. i hear cars and trees and everything in between people fighting and fucking and eating. blue skies, gray skies, getting high and noticing all the marks on my body. i don't know how they got there these scars, burns, tattoos, kiss marks. a ladybug flew on my yellow shorts out of nowhere. seven beauty marks. the last one i saw was in ashland. i'm thinking of you too, kiddo. thanks for saving me like that. i'll see you around. i think i'll call this ladybug morty. i think i'll remember you. maybe morty is attracted to the color of my shorts. this red ladybug is attracted to my yellow shorts. that's interesting to me, and i say it out loud. you're red, morty, but you love yellow. it makes me smile.